EPISODE 1; Every man’s Tale
The room was large with an interior to die for. The creamy light curtains complemented the rather brownish furniture’s, but the beauty of it all was taken away by the stacks of unclean clothes on the floor beside the wardrobe. It was really stuffy in there but she liked it that day. The windows shut out the lights from coming in ,she has always dreaded this times ‘the beginnings’. She laid in her bed still trapped in her blankets and wished there was a secret door she could escape into that sheds her from the reality of her world. A world she has grown to love and hate at the same time. She would say always ‘o ye universe behold me! another one of your failed inventions, a walking disaster of confusion waiting to bite you in the buttocks’. This words came after a laughter too toxic for the child she once hoped to become.
‘Ellen!, Ellen shonekan!! I am talking to you young lady ,get up! get up! ,she said. She wished she wouldn’t scream so much .All she wanted was to sink into her bed and make her thoughts loud, loud enough to silence the lips of the alien that now stood in front of her. A woman who has become a shadow of herself. She came face to face with her staring deep into her eye and watching the motions in her lips. She looked so perfect with a brown skin that glowed with pride. Her face spotless and her stare so deep that it could confess the toughest mind she calls it ‘her charm’. The every look in her eye seem to give expressions to her face and with every imperfect smile a story revealed that is known only by her. Ellen woke up each day with a hope of someone seeing right through her, right through the person in the mirror .She wished they could see the failed prototype of a human she had become .One who hated the light and embraced the comfort of the darkness her soul has grown to love. She was a perfect imperfection and her world will never know until she fades away